The mountain

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As I look off the cliff
All I see is the white powder
My nose itches for a sniff
Pine trees overwhelm my nose
Bitter cold and fresh
I push myself, unlike the rest
With pride in every stride
Embarking on a journey
A journey that is all downhill
A journey that will take me from here
A journey you must not fear
A journey you cannot watch or hear
A journey you must commandeer





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